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VERSES AND RHYMES

The sun comes up, the sun goes down-
The moon always follows-round and round,
A girl comes out the door homeward bound,
So walking to her car she is found.

I've always wanted to make a rhyme,
Where the right word came all of the time,
With this silly ditty, I'll bet you a dime
That everything I wanted turns out fine.

I've always loved a lovely verse-
Ever since I became a nurse,
And all of my patients loved to hear
All of my caring words of cheer.

When patients are sick and lay dying-
Their families stand around crying,
All they  ever wanted to hear,
Were words of courage and good cheer.

And now I am seventy and  four,
No more do I have to do these chores,
But I'll be making verses and rhymes,
Until I'm at the end of my time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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